(2014)
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
When we are young we strive to be cool with our clothes and the way we move and our friends with swag as adults though our friends be co…
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh